New Year's Party

A/N: Hey guys! This is another party based Malec fanfic. Hope you like. More at the bottom. See you there!

P.S.: I write the top A/N's before the story, and bottom A/N's after I'm done writing, so they may be days apart, depending if I ever get writer's block. Just letting you know. Okay.

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. Shocker. Gasp! Cassandra Clare does!? Yeah…. :( And Colleen Houck owns the Wes, the bartender.

Alec's POV:

Alec sighed for what felt like the millionth time that night. After much begging and pleading, Magnus had convinced Alec to accompany him to a New Year's party of an old warlock friend. Alec really didn't want to go, but Magnus had been very convincing, telling him that he would reward him greatly when they got home, so he reluctantly agreed. And, now, he was sitting at the bar, wondering where his boyfriend was. Only seconds later, he noticed Magnus across the room, talking to a warlock, who was the host of the party, a witch, and a vampire. Figures, Alec thought. He was used to being ignored at any party that they went to. He also didn't appreciate how…feely...all of Magnus's friends were. Alec mentally slapped himself. These are his friends. He hasn't seen them in forever. Stop being….jealous. The last thing you want to be is one of those clingy, possessive boyfriends everybody hates. So this was how Alec found himself alone at the bar of the party he wanted nothing more than to leave.

Alec was brought out of his thoughts as the bartender asked, "You need a drink?"

He turned around on the bar stool to see the bartender looking at him. He looked to be about 21, with long, curly blond hair, bright blue eyes, and tan skin. He was also pretty muscular, but still lean. The man had a charming country accent that suggested that he was from the south. He was cute. But not his type. From shadowhunter instincts, he could also tell that he was a werewolf. Not that it mattered.

"Uh, no thanks."

Alec glanced back to the party to see that Magnus was now talking to the witch and the warlock.

"Something wrong?" The bartender asked, following Alec's gaze to the trio.

"Oh, nothing."

The werewolf smiled a dazzling smile at him.

"Well, are you here alone? I wouldn't think a cutie like you would be, unless he were single."

Finally analyzing what the guy had said, Alec blushed furiously and started to stutter.

"N-no, I-I'm here with my boyfriend. He's here…somewhere."

"I see. Well, you seem bored, and there's no one else at the bar, so what do you want to talk about? Have any troubles to lay on the bartender?" The guy said, discarding the rag he used to wipe the counter top of the make-shift bar. He glanced back to see that Magnus was still "socializing" with his buddies. Okay, Alec thought, Magnus doesn't have to be the only one having any fun. I can have a civilized conversation, with a stranger. Alec hoped to distract himself, so that he didn't keep glancing at his boyfriend every two seconds. He rummaged through his brain for something to talk about. Then, he got an idea.

"Okay. So, um, you don't sound like you're from around here. Where are you from? My name's Alec, by the way."

The bartender chuckled, smiling his white, dazzling smile.

"Well, Alec, my full name is Wesley Alan Alexander the Third. But you can just call me Wes."

(A/N: Wes, for those of you that don't know, was the diving instructor in "Tiger's Voyage" by Colleen Houck. He's not mine. And he's actually strait. I'm just using him for plot purposes.)

Alec blushed at this. Angel, why did he have to blush at everything!?

"Alec is actually short for Alexander."

"Hmm, how interesting. To answer your question, Alexander, I'm from Texas."

Alec eyebrows raised in surprise. Wes chuckled, again, and continued to tell the story of how a boy from Texas ended up in New York.

Magnus's POV:

"…..and then she totally dumped him the next morning," the witch finished, and looked to Magnus.

"Wow, that's…fascinating." Magnus replied in monotone.

"I know, right. And then she…"

Magnus didn't bother listening to the rest of her boring story. A little while ago, his warlock friend, Ryan, left to go talk to other partygoers, and he was stuck talking to…he didn't even remember her name. He hadn't seen her in so long that he forgot how annoying she was, and how she was not worth his time.

While she continued to drone on about something he didn't give a crap about, his thoughts wandered back to his blue-eyed shadowhunter. He wanted nothing other than to go find him and ravish him, but the girl just would not stop running her mouth. Completely ignoring her, he turned around in search of his boyfriend. He certainly wouldn't be on the dance floor, or the dark secluded corners used for teenagers looking for "privacy." His cat eyes scanned the bar, and set on something that made his gut twist and ears steam.

There, sitting at the bar, was his darling Alec, but he was talking to a guy that was apparently the bartender. He was good looking, with blond hair, tan skin, and a muscular, toned body. He leaning against the counter, with his chin resting on his folded hands. Magnus certainly did not like the way he was staring at his boyfriend. He suddenly said something, which in turn, made Alec laugh. Magnus hands then formed fists, his nails digging into his skin. He then smiled at Alec, and reached out and pushed a lock of Alec's hair behind his ear. Alec blushed at the contact. Oh, hell no! That was the last straw.

Magnus bee lined towards the bar, not caring about the annoyed looks that partygoers were giving him as he shoved past them. No one confronted him, of course. He's the High Warlock of Brooklyn. People knew not to mess with him. That included his darling boyfriend, too. His.

Alec's POV:

Alec could not stop laughing. This guy was hilarious. He finally caught his breath.

"By the Angel, you really said that!?"

"Yep. It's safe to say that we weren't welcomed much after that."

Wes lifted his hand and gently pushed a stray lock of raven hair behind his ear.

"Sorry, I couldn't see your gorgeous blue eyes behind all that hair."

Alec blushed profusely, not expecting him to so openly flirt with him. Before Alec could reply, he heard a very familiar voice like silk behind him.

"There you are, darling! I've been looking everywhere for you."

He turned to see Magnus standing there. Magnus moved closer, and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Wes raised his eyebrow.

"Oh! This is, uh, Wes. Wes, this is-" But Alec was cut off because Magnus answered for him.

"Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn. Alec's boyfriend."

"I see." Wes replied, looking Magnus up and down. Magnus smiled bitterly back.

Magnus then turned to Alec, talking to him as if Wes wasn't even standing there.

"Babe, I thought for a minute I wouldn't find you before midnight. It took me forever to find you. Also, I've been dying to do this all night."

Alec was confused for a second, but suddenly found himself being kissed. Magnus wrapped his arms around the shadowhunter's torso, pulling him flush against his body. When Alec let out a gasp of surprise, Magnus took the opportunity to insert his tongue, exploring the deep recesses of Alec's mouth. A moan escaped the back of Alec's throat. He soon found himself not caring either as he deepened the kiss, tangling his fingers in Magnus's gelled hair. Magnus moaned at the tugs Alec gave his hair. They relished the heat and sweet friction that was being created by their bodies. Little did Alec know, Manus was glaring strait at Wes, who was scowling in return.

Finally, Magnus broke off the kiss, grinning smugly. Alec was just trying to catch his breath.

Wes put on a fake smile.

"Well, Alec, it was nice chatting with you. Perhaps we can do it again sometime?" He said, holding out what looked a business card in two fingers.

Alec, not wanting to be rude, accepted it with a blush. Wes grinned smugly now, as Magnus scowled. Wes then left them alone at the bar.

Magnus plucked the card out of his hand, and it erupted in blue flames in his hand.

Alec crossed his arms and raised his eyebrow at Magnus in question, his stare not faring.

"What?" Magnus finally said, acting confused.

"What was all that about?"

"I have no idea what you were talking about." Magnus said, feigning innocence.

"You know. Burning that card. Oh! And basically jumping me right in front of the bartender."

"Sweetie, I just wanted to kiss you. Is that so bad?" Magnus smiled at him.

"Uhuh, and I love to wear glitter. Come on, Magnus, admit it! You, were jealous."

"Darling, the High Warlock of Brooklyn simply does not get jealous." Magnus said, his chin held high.

"Riiight."

After a very intense stare down, Magnus finally broke.

"Okay, okay. I, Magnus Bane, admit that I might have been just a little jealous."

Alec continued to glare at him.

"Fine. I was boiling with jealousy. I just can't stand when others think you're free to touch. You're my sexy, innocent, blue-eyed shadowhunter."

With that last word, Magnus's fingers gripped the loops of Alec's jeans and tugged his against him. Alec blushed, again. He could barely contain the moan that escaped his lips. He secretly liked that Magnus was so possessive of him. Especially when other guys so much as look at him. Magnus smiled mischievously. Alec rested his hands on the warlock's hips. Two can play at that game.

"Well, maybe, if you were here, with me, like before, that wouldn't be a problem." Alec said playfully, moving his hands slowly up his side, to his arms, finally resting around his neck.

Magnus narrowed his eyes and clasped his arms around his waist.

"Hmm. Touché, darling, touché…"

They simply gazed into each other's eyes, barely noticing as the crowd began counting down to midnight.

Ten!

Nine!

"I've never been kissed on New Year's, before." Alec said, blushing, still lost in those beautiful, exotic, green cat eyes.

Eight!

Seven!

"Well, we're just gonna have to changed that, won't we?" Magus replied coolly, leaning down closer to him.

Six!

Five!

"Definitely." Alec said, leaning up towards him. They were only millimeters apart now.

Four!

Three!

Magnus smiled down genuinely at his boyfriend. "Aku Cinta Camu."

Two!

Alec chuckled lightly. "I love you, too, Magnus."

One!

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The partygoers screamed.

Magnus and Alec simply closed the distance between each other, just as all the other couples were doing all over New York. The kiss even more passionate than the one before. They didn't care about the people around them. They were in their own little world where only they mattered. When they broke away, they took no notice to all the other couples kissing, or the fireworks booming outside, or the glitter and streamers raining down on them. They were too entranced in each other's eyes, not knowing how it could get any more perfect than this. Alec did not regret coming to this party with him. He finally, after living in New York for eighteen years, kissed in New Year's. It was better than he could have ever imagined. And the smile Magnus was giving him told him that he was thinking the same thing.

Magnus conjured two shots, one for him, one for Alec. He handed one to Alec.

"Happy New Year's, darling!"

Alec giggled. "Happy New Year's, Magnus."

Magnus raised his glass. "To many more!"

Alec raised his as well. "Definitely."

They clinked their glasses, linked arms, and downed their drinks in one gulp.

A/N: Oh my Angel, you guys! I'm so proud of myself! I really liked writing this one. It's 6:41 AM, but I finished it. I beat my record, I got over 2,000 WORDS! It turned out really good! This is my New Year's gift to you guys. Malec-y goodness. :D Hope you liked it! Have a very happy New Year's, everybody! *raises champagne glass* To another year of Malec, Our OTP's, The last TMI book , but, most importantly, storybook moments that will last forever! *clink* Love you guys!

Till next year!...

~themortalfangirl